As Gen exited the Council room, she was surprised to find herself face to face with Gally, who was leaning with his back against the wall of the Med-Jack building, a sly smirk on his face that seemed to become more cunning and suspicious as she drew closer to him,

"Hey." She greeted shortly, stopping only a metre of the Keeper of the Builders who pushed himself from the wall and moved towards her, clearing half a metre between them,

"Hey." He replied shortly, "No Newt?" He mocked, tiliting his head as he spoke to her like she was some kind of puppy,

"No. He's got stuff to do." She frowned. As she took a step forward in an attempt to move around him, Gally darted back in front of her, blocking her path,

"Too bad. Anyway, heard you two were sharing a room still." He stated, clearing wanting more information on what was going on between them. Gen swallowed, she had spoken to Newt before the meeting about the matter and the last thing she needed was Gally finding it was she who wanted to continue to share a room with the blonde. Knowing Gally he'd find some way to use that against her. She could not help but feel like she was somewhat dependant on Newt; he was her first friend and the one person she trusted more than anything.

"It was a mutual agreement. Easier to clean up." She retorted, flashing him a fake smile.

"Or maybe poor little Newtie just didn't want you out of his sight."

"That's just a stupid assumption you've made based on nothing. So, I'll just let that slide." She said slowly as to be sure he heard her every word. "Newt is my friend. Besides, who told you we were continuing to share a room?" She asked, although she already knew the answer,

"Minho."

"Of course he did." Gen mused, her eyes flicking down to her feet. She had to change the subject and he had to change it as quickly as possible. "I thought you and Minho were arguing." She said suspiciously. She actually didn't care whether they were or not, but it seemed like Gally was gullible enough to believe she brought it up out of annoyance rather than a subject change,

"Don't worry, Minho's a big boy, he doesn't need a girl to protect him." He mocked, "Better get used to that in meetings, Gen. Happens every time we have a gathering." He spoke as if it was entirely Minho's fault. Which was something that she could slightly believe; Minho was the type to have the last word and everyone knew that. He was also a rather outspoken and sarcastic guy which would explain why Zart was quick to shut him up during the gathering.

"What's this? Having a bloody social gathering?" Newt's voice rang in his ears followed by a small 'humph' from Alby. Gen looked over at Newt and Alby who moved towards them, seemingly pleasant looks on their faces,

"Clingy boy himself." Gally smirked, holding his arms out in front of him as if he was introducing him to a crowd of hundreds,

"Clingy boy?" Newt frowned, "Come up with a new nickname for me, Gen?" He asked sarcastically, his eyes flicking to Gen who quickly shook her head, "Well then… I gotta admit I'm surprised you came up with something like that. Good thinkin' Gally. I'll remember that one." There was a slight annoyance in his tone of voice as he spoke, yet Newt was able to mask it using his wit and light-hearted nature. Gally grumbled something that was completely inaudible and didn't even sound like it was English or Glader slang, before he crossed his arms and decided to give one last shot at being witty,

"So, where are you and Gen going to go this time? Have a nice stroll through the Glade and talk about life and the names of your children?" This time, even Alby rolled his eyes at the sheer ignorance and stupidity that came when talking to Gally.

"Yes, Gally. We've decided on Gally for our first daughter- seeing as how the name is rather girlish."

"Alby Jr. for the first boy." Alby chimes in, shocking Gen to the core. She had never known Newt or Alby to act that way before. Huffing, Gally stormed off, muttering insults and remarks about his name being manly before he was gone altogether.

"What's put you in such a good mood?" She asked, her gaze shifting between the pair. Alby shrugged,

"New Keeper. A Gathering that didn't end in arguing." Alby said with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders,

"Plus, don't have to bloody run after you anymore." Newt smirked, crossing his arms, "From this day forward. You're not my Greenie anymore and Gally's still stuck with Chuck so that makes my life bloodyeasy." Gen gave a nod,

"Ever had a Greenie become a Keeper before?" She asked. Newt grinned, uncrossing his arms and moving towards her,

"Nope. You're the first. Puts me in the good books." He informed her. Gen stared at him, he seemed much more… Gen couldn't describe it. Perhaps, he was only serious and (not that she'd tell him) annoying because of her? Because she was his Greenie and her actions affected him as much as they affected her. Now that Chuck had arrived, Gen was no longer the Greenie and thus, no longer Newt's responsibility. Grinning broadly, Gen clapped a hand onto Newt's shoulder,

"Congratulations on doing something right in your shuck life." Newt grinned back at her,

"Thanks. Catch ya around." He smirked, before he turned on his heel and strode off, picking up a conversation with Alby almost immediately. Watching him go, Gen felt a mixture of emotions that seemed to be both strange and contradictory to each other; she was glad that Newt didn't have to stress about her breaking rules anymore, but despite that as Gen watched him walk away, she suddenly missed him terribly, as if everything they had (If it even existed) had meant nothing at all to him and that he was simply doing his job to ensure she didn't break the rules.

A/N: Hopefully this fixes the clinginess issue with Newt. Sorry bout that folks! This is probably a really bad explanation of it and such. But, hopefully this will help. Again, I am so sorry. :/